Cadmus stares, shocked, at the bloody scene before him. The elderly man cackles as he continues drawing the symbol. Cadmus: I... I... don't understand. Man: That's okay, Cadmus. You won't for a while. Cadmus: What, and I will someday? Man: You will. And you will bless us for it. Cadmus backs away as the man gets down on one knee, and bows his head before him. Man: We are your humble-- Cadmus turns tail and starts running. The man looks up, horrified. Man: Where are you going? We haven't finished! A knife flies by Cad's head, embedding itself in a locker. Man: We are! Not! Finished! Cadmus: I'm a kid!